The Traitor Revealed

“Lawrence, are you seeing what I’m seeing? ” rumored Mateo as we squinched behind a ruined wall in the nothingness of night. I could slightly hear his voice over the rapid-fire pounding of my own heart. The ambush had been planned so strictly that indeed in the midst of chaos, I could n’t shake a sense of foreboding. I scrutinized the darkened yard where our pack had gathered moments ahead, and now the air was thick with pressure and the unmistakable scent of ...